[Prehistoric Fengshen] Explaining the daily life of the teaching group

"Who are you?" Qingjing remembered that she was confronting the quasi-saint before she fell into a coma, how could she be here after waking up?There is also a seriously injured young man by his side?

She looked to the left and right. She lived in this cave for many days. She is very familiar with it. It is definitely not the territory of Western religion. Could it be that this young man saved her?But how is this possible?

In her eyes, the young man in front of her has no cultivation at all. He looks like a genuine human race, and most of them are young men from this tribe. How could this young man save himself from the saint?

Looking at the young man's face that resembles his master's three to four points, he is free from conspiracy theories. Could it be that this young man is a pawn laid by a quasi-*sage?Very possible!A quasi-sage is a person who knows that his red luan star is moving.

The other party deliberately found such a young man who was three or four points similar to the master to seduce him, and after making himself fall in love with him, he tricked himself into the Western School and turned against the master. What a good plan!

It has to be said that Qingjing really is the palace fighting drama and spy drama that later generations have watched too much. In this prehistoric continent, no one has thought of such schemes for the time being, and no one has such a big brain hole.

Qing Jing, however, believed that this young man must be the person who was left by the quasi-sage to confuse him, otherwise how could he save himself from the hands of the saint.She looked at the young man vigilantly: "Who are you? Don't blame the poor for being rude if you don't speak!"

That boy was Yuan* Tianzun who was just photographed by the ancestor Hongjun from the void. He was taken aback when he heard Qingjing's words, and he didn't realize until Qingjing spoke for the second time. Restored the appearance of the initial form.

Yuan* was supposed to save face, how dare he say in front of his little disciples that he was punished by your master, his cultivation base was sealed, and he became like a child.Isn't the image of my usual strict teacher destroyed?

He coughed lightly. The name Yuan* was the Taoist name bestowed by his teacher when he was an apprentice. When he first took shape, he used a name, Qingxuan. The primordial spirits of the three brothers were all conceived in the chaotic green lotus. So he was named Qingxuan.

"Qingxuan." The young man said lightly.

The young man's voice was pleasant, clear and gentle, which inexplicably made Qing Jing dazzled for a moment.This young man is so good-looking, but his appearance is three or four points similar to his master's, his name also matches his own, and he grits his teeth cleanly. This young man is really lethal to him.

Qingjing was annoyed that the quasi-sage used beauty tricks on him, so he naturally didn't like the young man Qingxuan, and was about to turn him into an army, so he tilted his head and smiled sweetly: "Did you save the poor Taoist?"

Qingxuan nodded, he was the one who saved Qingjing and snatched her from Mount Sumeru, there was nothing wrong with him.

If it weren't for the pure and scruple quasi-sage, what other tricks would the saint have, and he would have directly hit the boy in front of him fatly. You said that you don't care about your own cultivation, and you saved someone from the saint, thanks to your words.

Qing Jing looked up and down the young man in front of him, and found that the young man's bones were excellent, and his aptitude for cultivating immortals was a bit better than her own, and her eyes lit up.She felt that she could use a beauty trick to abduct such a talented and beautiful jade back to the teacher as a disciple, so that the saint in the west would lose his wife and lose his army.

After Qingjing made up her mind, her smile towards Qingxuan became more sincere, and she said with a smile: "Thank you so much, fellow daoist, I can't repay you for saving my life. If you don't give up, fellow daoist, Pindao will follow you in the future and give advice. Fellow Taoist, how about explaining the immortal method?"

Yuan*'s face immediately sank when she heard the words, and her ice face became even more icy cold.His apprentice is too careless, isn't he just a stranger she just met, and he just nodded and regarded himself as a lifesaver?

Dare to feel that the little disciple I have worked so hard to raise is so easily deceived by others?

Yuan coldly glanced at Qingjing: "It's up to you." He was even more worried now, what if he was not around, and his little disciple was deceived by a male cultivator with evil intentions, what would he do if Fanxin was really moved?

Anyway, he has been imprisoned in mana now, and he can't do anything anymore. He follows the little disciple by himself. Although he can't protect her, those who want to hook up with the little disciple can still make trouble.

Before meeting Qingjing, the young man had a cold attitude towards him, blinked his eyes, and was a little confused. Didn't this young man come to trick the beautiful man?Or is it that the opponent's methods are superb, and they are ready to play hard to get.

For the next few days, Yuan* was recuperating in the cave. Qingjing was very familiar with the human race here, so she only foraged for food. In her opinion, Yuan* was just a human race who hadn't achieved immortality. How could she succeed without eating?

Qing Jing's culinary skills, which she hasn't practiced since she came to this prehistoric land, have come in handy in the past few days.Among the three*, Tai* is good at alchemy, Yuan* is good at refining weapons, and Tongtian is good at formations. Qing Jing, who has practiced for thousands of years with Yuan*, naturally also got the true teaching of weapon refining.

It's just that she has never used the method taught by her teacher to refine a magic weapon for thousands of years. The first time she made a weapon was in the past few days. She used various rare materials given by the teacher to refine pots, pans and pans that she was familiar with in her previous life. The corners of Yuan*sage's mouth twitched.

I have seen a prodigal, but I have never seen a prodigal to such an extent!

This apprentice is already a Da Luo Jinxian, and he doesn't need to eat at all.Just to get a few bites for himself, a "mortal" in the past two days, to waste so many rare materials and refine these useless pots and pans, it almost made him want to open the head of this prodigal disciple to see what she was doing. what to think.

Yuan* said displeasedly with a dark face: "Since I have learned the method of interpreting and teaching immortality, I will not have to eat for a long time. Don't you think it is too wasteful to make these pots and pans?"

Qing Jing thought of the warm scene of using these pots and pans to make some snacks and giving soup and rice to her teacher one day in the future, and couldn't help saying: "How can it be a waste, I can still make it for him in the future."

When Yuan* heard the word "he", his heart tensed, could it be that his little disciple has already moved his heart to someone?He stared at Qingjing closely, with a bit of fox clan's bewitching technique: "Who are you talking about?"

Thanks to the fact that Yuan* doesn't have any magic power, the influence of using the bewitching technique on Qingjing is not too great. Qingjing keeps this secret deep in her heart, subconsciously thinking that no one should know about it. So I only replied: "My sweetheart." He didn't say the name of the other party.

Qingjing spoke cheerfully, but she didn't see the blue veins on Yuan*'s forehead throbbing wildly, and quickly began to screen candidates who might hook up with his little disciple in his mind, his teeth itching with hatred.